Sarah, Toby and Karen arrived home at around six o'clock that evening. Toby had a bandage on his head but still he wanted to return to his superhero game.

"Calm down dear" shouted Karen as Toby went running off into the living room.

"Have you phoned dad yet?" asked Sarah.

"No" Karen sighed. "It will just worry him. I think it's best if we explain it to him when he gets home."

Sarah felt a little worried. What if her dad asked more questions and decided to blame it on her. She would hate if her dad became mad at her. He was the man she needed more than anyone at this moment. Even though, she knew it was for the best that he was away. She couldn't bear to think of what the threats would do to him.

"Right I'm going to bed" Sarah said two hours later.

"Already?" asked Karen. "It's a little early isn't it?"

"Well it's been a long day. I'm tired. And if I stay down here I'll only cause more trouble" she said.

"Why would you cause more trouble?" asked Karen.

"Oh…I…I" said Sarah who forgot that her family were oblivious to the threats. "I'm just feeling drowsy" she said.

"Well you get a good nights sleep" said Karen. Things will feel better tomorrow."

"If only" Sarah muttered to herself as she walked upstairs.

Sarah laid on her bed motionless. Her eyes were fixated on the wall, like they were trying to see past the wallpaper and bricks and looking for a whole other world to come to her and give her the answers to her all of her troubles. She was obviously confused. Her mother died and all she got for sympathy was a whole load of new problems, not to mention a curse that brought bad luck to everyone she cared about. She slowly closed her eyes but did not sleep, just tried to block away all of the bad vibes that she had been affected by as the cool wind blew on her face. Strange, she thought. The breeze was pretty strong. She didn't realise she had left the window open but she was too relaxed to get up and shut it. She didn't even bother opening her eyes. Her pictorial visage shone with innocence and grace. Even in the night sky you could see her rosy red lips and lavish jet black eyelashes.

While her eyes were closed Sarah could swear she felt the presence of someone leaning over her bed. She felt like there was someone watching her sleeping, or at least watching her pretend to sleep. Whoever it was she felt comforted by their attendance. The shadow that leaned over her crept in closer. She could almost feel the person breathing on her face. She smiled slightly as the cool breath cleansed her complexion. Then the shadow came closer, until there faces were almost touching. An exhilarating chill when down her spine. Sarah was sure of who it was and she was sure that he was going to kiss her. This was how she felt the other night when she made her third wish. But he didn't kiss her. His lips gently brushed passed hers and proceeded to the side of her face where he whispered softly into her ear.

"Sarah" he whispered gently making her smile. "You left without saying goodbye."

She teasingly did not answer, nor did she open her eyes. "Oh I see, playing that game are you? Well I'll just leave then."

Sarah felt his cool breath and warm body disappear from her senses. The room felt much emptier than it did a few seconds ago. The smile on her face turned into a frown. She gradually opened her eyes. He wasn't there. Then her eyes darted to the corner of the room where she saw a shadowy figure standing with his arms crossed and his legs slightly slanted up against the wall. He slowly walked forward until she could clearly see his charismatic face glowing in the light of the moon that shone through her window. He wore a black ruffled tightly-fitted regency shirt which bared a glimpse of his smooth firm chest.

"You looked worried then. Did you think I left?" he scoffed. She didn't reply, just frowned. "Well, I think you deserve some sort of retaliation seeing as you played a disappearing act the other night."

"I didn't realise that I was going to wake up in my own bed! You should have reminded me that I only had one day in the Labyrinth to make my wishes!" she shouted. He laughed at her as if he was teasing her all along. "Well it's okay laughing" she continued, "but I didn't get to make my final wish!"

"I never realised you were so ravenous Sarah. You should be lucky you had three wishes never mind a fourth one. Besides, you can't really get any better than that third wish you made" he teased. "Well…maybe you could get a little better" he teased even more, flashing her a wide smirk.

She rolled her eyes at his comments.

"Well I wanted my last wish to be special and I did have something in mind actually" she moaned.

"Really?" he said surprised, "would you care to share this wish" he asked.

"No I wouldn't, anyway there's no point now, the wishes are over and I have more important problems to think about now."

"You wouldn't be talking about the anti-Midas curse would you?" Jareth asked.

"How did you know about that" she said.

"Lysander mentioned something."

"Oh and that's another thing! What the hell were you doing sending someone to pretend to be my friend but really they were lying to me and secretly killing head teachers behind my back!"

"If I had not sent him you would be dead by now!" he shouted.

"And whose fault is that!" she retorted.

"Yours!" he shouted.

"Why? Just because I rescued my brother!"

"No because you chose to return home instead of staying in the Labyrinth. That's why? And the immortals don't like it when a human is living on Earth with Underground powers! I thought Lysander told you this!"

"So what you're saying if I stayed with you then I wouldn't get any threats?

"Yes that's exactly what I'm saying. But I knew that you would have to save your brother because you're too damn good-hearted!"

Jareth paused for a while as he tried to subside himself.

"Well how do I make these curses stop Jareth! What's the cure?" she pleaded.

"I…I" he hesitated.

Sarah jumped when the landing light suddenly switched on.

"Sarah" asked Karen from outside, "is everything alright, I heard you talking to yourself."

"Yes I'm fine. I was just reading" she said.

"You're sounding a little hoarse dear. Maybe you should get some rest."

"Okay" Sarah said as the light switched off.

They both calmed down and sat in total silence for a few minutes.

"Now look what you've done" Sarah said to Jareth, "you've made my stepmother think that I talk to myself…and that I talk like a man!" she whispered.

Jareth chuckled to himself.

"Look I promise you I will not let anything happen to you. Those threats will be taken care of and they will go. But for now Lysander and I will take care of you" he said smiling at her. This was the first time she felt like he actually cared for her. "Well I better go then. I will not trouble you anymore" he said turning his back to Sarah and walking up to the window as if he was going to fly out of it.

"Wait…" she asked. "Don't, don't go."

Jareth turned his head around slowly and presented a devilish yet charming smirk on his lips. Sarah coyly sat up on her bed.

"Sarah is it really wise for me to stay" he asked. "Aren't you afraid that I'll…seduce you" he taunted.

"I'm not afraid" she said boldly which surprised him a little.

He walked up to her bed and sat down beside her. He looked into her eyes for a moment but then looked away almost as if he had suddenly become bashful.

"So why did you send Lysander down here" she asked. "I thought you hated me for defeating you, why would you care if I got killed or not."

"Sarah I would never wish it upon anyone to be killed just for getting through my Labyrinth, I'm not that evil you know. And I never hated you I…I…, it was inevitable that you were going to rescue Toby. A young girl like you would have never wanted to stay. I don't blame you" he laughed. "If I could escape from those mangy goblins then I would."

Sarah felt a little bit of pity for the man, but knew that he had too much arrogance to be pitied.

"You're right, I would have never stayed" she said. "But it doesn't mean that I wasn't tempted. Why else would I have made that wish…" she hesitated." "It was a good wish. I liked it. I mean, there's no harm in it is there? If it feels…you know, then why can't a grown woman wish for a simple…kiss." Jareth smirked. He could see though her uncomfortable hints. "Anyway, I need to try and find a cure for this Midas curse or whatever" she said trying to change the subject.

"You know, if you wanted to repeat that third wish all you have to do is say" said Jareth arrogantly. "After all, even though I cannot grant you anymore wishes it does not mean that I am disinclined to grant your requests" he said in hope that she would ask him the question he wanted to hear.

Sarah looked very uncomfortable. It was obvious that she wanted to ask for a kiss but felt too compelled to do so.

"Very well. The other night you wished that I would kiss you" he said. "This time, I wish that you would kiss me." He looked into her eyes with a charming gaze. Sarah found his arrogance annoying but strangely attractive. How could she refuse him now. "Will you grant my wish" he said.

She looked at him with curiosity and excitement. Her hand slowly crept towards his shaven face and touched it lightly. Her other hand took his gloved fingers and placed them around her waist. She moved in closer until her body was in touch with his. The warmth of his chest passed through her silky nightgown and into her skin. Although he had only requested for a kiss, their hearts pulsated as if they thought something more was bound to happen. She moved her lips towards his and teased them just as he did to her. They lingered over his face until slowly she moved in and began to devour his quintessence once again. This time all the nerves had vanished. Sarah felt confident, free and grown-up. She gave a sigh as Jareth moved his hands up her body and towards her face and embraced her with his lips, caressing her mouth and neck. The excitement grew more and more she could hardly contain herself. She lay her back down on the bed and pulled him down with her. Her hands moved to his chest as she tried to find a way to pull of his shirt, whilst still trying to feel the passion of his enchanting kisses. For a second Jareth hesitated. She began to feel embarrassed and wondered why he had paused. That was when she realised that they were not alone.

Sarah turned her head to the right where Jareth was already looking. She gasped in horror when she saw a shadowy figure lurking by the window.

Bear with me while I get the other chapters completed. Promise it won't take that long, Reviews please as always - Chill! - RKx